I have a strong dislike for elevators.

They're always bringing me down.

My son was helping me in the garden yesterday, and he dug up a bunch of really old, cracked pots. He asked me what we should do with all of them.

I told him we should just plant some thyme in them.

I decided to sell my vacuum cleaner; it was just gathering dust.

I've been reading a book about anti-gravity.

It's impossible to put down!